Chapter 443: Tenglong's words, waiting for six hundred years

Chapter 443: Tenglong's words, waiting for six hundred years

Han Yuan continued to blast fireballs.

놛 discovered that digging for treasures was only secondary, and the process of fighting fireballs was also a kind of practice.

Each fireball actually had a certain direction, and the way it fell was also different. When fighting against fireballs, one could sense different changes in the avenues, just like different types of quasi-saints feeding 놛 with moves.

Han Yuan kept looking for fireballs that could bring him insights, and his position moved slowly towards the depths of the Rock Prison Fire Pool without him noticing.

The speed of movement was not fast, and he only moved a few miles every hour, which was no different from standing still.

Tenglong occasionally paid attention to Han Yuan's position. Because the two of them watched over each other, the distance between 놛 and Han Yuan was basically fixed. Han Yuan moved slowly, and 놛 also moved slowly.

But Tenglong didn't care about the distance he moved. He was concerned about the treasures hidden inside the fireball. As long as they were not dangerous, he would stuff them all into his body and devour them.

Whether it was ordinary resources or precious treasures, he would accept them all. Every time he devoured a treasure, he would increase his strength by one point.

This slow movement happened to be roughly equivalent to the increase in his strength. Every time his strength increased, the power of the fireball increased, so that he could adapt to the increased strength.

So, Han Yuan and the other person slowly moved towards the depths of the Rock Prison Fire Pool.

On the other side.

The entrance to the Hell Water Stream.

There was a huge deep blue vortex in the ice ground, and the range also reached a light. The cold wind rolled up at the edge of the vortex, and a fierce ice and snow storm blew up. This was a life-threatening restricted area. The monks under the quasi-saint status could easily become ice sculptures and ice foam.

The Brahman Master quickly came here by space teleportation and hid in an iceberg base he built. There were special means to sense the situation around the entrance of the Hell Water Stream.

The Brahman Master was confident that no one could escape his perception and enter the Hell Water Stream.

So, he waited here steadily. As long as he guarded the entrance, he could always wait for Han Yuan.

So he was not in a hurry at all.

Suddenly, the Brahman Master vaguely sensed that a quasi-saint was approaching the Hell Water Stream.

Because the distance was a bit far and the other party had extraordinary means of hiding, he was not sure who was approaching.

Then he noticed that the other party's breath disappeared without a trace, and it was obvious that he had hidden himself. His hiding method was also very sophisticated. He could only determine the general position of the other party, but not the exact position.

"This distance..."

The Brahman Master frowned.

About 30,000 light miles away.

This distance is not far or close. If he walks out of the hiding position, it is easy to alarm the other party.

"Is Han Yuan here?"

The Brahman Master was not sure.

However, he did not act rashly, and still waited calmly.

After a while.

He noticed that a full eighteen quasi-saint auras came to a position 20,000 to 30,000 light miles away from the Hell Water Stream and hid.

Each of them was well versed in hiding methods, and they dissipated their own breath in a very short time, hiding seamlessly.

The corner of the Brahman Master's eye twitched.

"These guys..." The Brahman Master did not know how to express his emotions for a while.

They all acted indifferent before, but now they all came to the Hell Water Stream for what?

Now the Brahman Master was not sure whether Han Yuan was among these people.

But he was very patient and waited calmly for Han Yuan to appear.

This wait lasted for a hundred days.

A hundred days passed in the blink of an eye.

Han Yuan did not appear.

Those quasi-saints who were hiding their traces did not move either, and they were all very patient.

The Brahman Master felt a little strange in his heart.

At this time, he suddenly realized that he might have been fooled by Tenglong, the blue dragon.

"Tenglong said he was going to the Hell Water Stream, but he might also go to other places! How could I believe Tenglong's words so much." The Brahman Master frowned and reacted.

He recalled his impression of Tenglong, that he was a very low-key quasi-saint, and his words and deeds were consistent, and he had never told a lie.

So, when he heard what Tenglong said, he believed it all at once.

Not only him, but the eighteen quasi-saints around him were also deceived by Tenglong!

Although the Brahman leader suspected that Tenglong had deceived him, he had no evidence, because this was not a promise made by the other party in person, but just a casual remark made by the other party.

Since it was news obtained by eavesdropping, how could it be called deception?

"If it is really a scam, then I really didn't see it."

The Brahman leader narrowed his eyes. He was fooled by the last one, which was not a beautiful thing.

He glanced at the hiding places of the eighteen quasi-saints around him and shook his head: "Most of these people probably don't realize the problem."

"Forget it, it's only a hundred days, wait and see."

The Brahman leader continued to wait, but he was not waiting in vain, and he was also practicing.

Waiting and practicing are not contradictory.

In this way, time passed bit by bit.

In the blink of an eye, three hundred days had passed.

Finally, one of the quasi-saints became impatient and walked out from his hiding place, and then left the Hell Water Stream.

This action immediately attracted the attention of the hidden quasi-saints.

Some quasi-saints recognized the quasi-saint who left.

"It's Ri Ming, who ranks 26th. Can't he stay for only four hundred days?" A quasi-saint was surprised.

Many quasi-saints noticed that there were people hiding around, but they didn't know how many people there were or who was hiding.

Now that Ri Ming was the first to walk out, everyone had different thoughts in their minds.

However, no one came out to stop Ri Ming from leaving, and they just watched Ri Ming leave quietly.

After fifty.

A quasi-saint lost his patience and left.

After fifty.

Three quasi-saints appeared from their hiding places and rushed to the Hell Water Stream together.

The Brahman Master saw the three people walking into the Hell Water Stream, and his expression was inexplicable.

Next, the remaining quasi-saints walked out one after another, either leaving or entering the Hell Water Stream.

Obviously, these quasi-saints realized that they were all fooled by Teng Long.

Many people re-established their cognition of Teng Long, and many people suspected that Teng Long, the last one, was disguised and did not show his due strength.

Six hundred years have passed since the Brahman Master began to wait.

On that day, I received a message from a friend.

"I was practicing in the Yanyu Fire Pond and accidentally ran into Tenglong and Lingzun."

This message made the Brahman leader's face completely gloomy.

"Tenglong... a little interesting!"

The Brahman leader had a faint killing intention towards Tenglong, but he soon thought of another Azure Dragon Quasi-Saint. The other Azure Dragon reached the 50th floor of the Sainthood Tower, one level higher than me, but the difference in strength was more than a little.

"I hope you don't give me a chance!"

The Brahman leader was indeed a little afraid of the old Azure Dragon. If he was not completely sure of killing Tenglong, he would not force his move.

But he must kill Lingzun.

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